Secrets of the Magick Grimoire

(Lyrics: Damna) This is an ode to the woodland spirit The ghost of everything that was alive Dried, deceased and turned to dust, by the curse of time Twisted branched face and stag-like antlers He walked this earth and he was not a lie Passed, demised, martyred, put to death... the curse of man Hounded, darkened and laid underneath Wrecked and pulverized, he rots down beneath By the light of a brighter moon The wake of a rising boon - the woodlands awake As we gaze up to the sky, the stars align and he lives forever By the light of the brighter moon The chant of a dismal tune - the woodlands awake As the seers point at the signs, the stars align as we invoke his arrival In a moment of the purest splendour The father of us all now comes to life Hush and mute the lies of Christ and the curse of man Any by the power of the woodland spirit All creatures will find peace and live through the night Destined to find, awakening, and peace of mind Hounded, darkened and laid underneath Wrecked and pulverized, he rots down beneath By the light of a brighter moon The wake of a rising boon - the woodlands awake As we gaze up to the sky, the stars align and he lives forever By the light of the brighter moon The chant of a dismal tune - the woodlands awake As the seers point at the signs, the stars align as we invoke his arrival Spiritus invocamus - the phantom of the wild Sylvestris deus noster - spirit of the woods The day of his arrival - tenebrae factae sunt Sylvestris deus noster - spirit of the woods Solos: Rafahel, Aydan

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

Standing on the damp wooden helm I still not surrender Barely I can hear The crew's moans, they're crying loud Through the pouring rain The icy spurts And the crackling of the boards I glimpse the headless nightclad ghost To believe The seas are dwelled by our fears Creatures Of old forgotten times Do you believe Draugen came to bring your life From a whirlwind Grandiose he appears Draugen's storm Rising from the deep black seas From the deepest abyss He sails the crimson waves Of my lot for the final bow Is he coming to announce my final day on this dull night? Embrace the last enigma knots To believe The seas are dwelled by our fears Creatures Of old forgotten times Do you believe Draugen came to bring your life From a whirlwind Grandiose he appears Draugen's storm

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025

(Lyrics: Damna) A surge of crows, a foreshadow A loom of the one who is grand and potent A burst of unholy fire, harbinger of his arrival Fiery eyes of a black wolf Fair and righteous like no other Far from neglect and defiance, he will lead us We'll march onward to a far distant shore Where our bright will grow - We will follow him! He's right by our side - With him we will ride The gates open wide - We will honour him! He's the one we shall follow tonight Walking endlessly on the path of the dreamer He will come and we'll follow the signs in a pagan absolution time He's the one we shall follow away Furthermost from wrong from their narrow demeanours He will come and we'll follow the signs in a pagan absolution night A cloak of lustre his garment Suited for the prince of darkness Conjuring magickal pyre - summoning wildfire He'll wipe out the fools and the improper The ones who plague our dear earth With their ignorance and self denial - He will lead us We'll march onward to a far distant shore Where our bright will grow - We will follow him! He's right by our side - With him we will ride The gates open wide - We will honour him! He's the one we shall follow tonight Walking endlessly on the path of the dreamer He will come and we'll follow the signs in a pagan absolution time He's the one we shall follow away Furthermost from wrong from their narrow demeanours He will come and we'll follow the signs in a pagan absolution night

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

(Lyrics: Aydan) Across the muddy thicket, branches knitted and knotted Spirals of berries and thorns Where the dirty mud creek waters the underbrush Squires left the fields once lush A foreboding shuffling of hooves Resounded in the plain hushing the woods A pair of deer horns came to light From the dark of the wight Far away, gone astray to the boundaries of Dark When the Sky Vault paints no stars Disarray turned to grey in a night so chilled by ghosts You're the guest he'll be your host The antlers wearing ghost, riding his tragedy steed Dire is a sanctuary need He gallops with two diabolic dogs and crow Fire burns inside as a woe He saved the King but lost his skills Cursed and banned by a Sorcerer's will Blamed as a thief and been disowned Hanged himself on an oak Far away, gone astray to the boundaries of Dark When the Sky Vault paints no stars Disarray turned to grey in a night so chilled by ghosts You're the guest he'll be your host Gathered round in a coven, invoking the gods in the depths of woods Or praying up to the Heavens, awaken to this fear of void Afraid of unknown illusion, you'll be punished either bad or good Herne seeks for his vengeance, as all he loved was destroyed Across the muddy thicket, branches knitted and knotted Spirals of berries and thorns A foreboding shuffling of hooves Resounded in the plain and hushed all the woods

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

(Lyrics: Damna) A line of blackthorns bordering the side of the way that horses rode for days A flock of starlings circling above the ravine, throughout the damp and haze A naked branch of old oaks twisted by the coils of wild vines twirling A parchment filled with runes, and a deep-blue rose I'll find you tonight - feel my desire A lady dressed in white - blood and fire The creature won't die - feel my desire And in the dead of night - hear the infernal choir Deep in the woods a rotten castle staring the lands from hilltop high above A bloodshot eyed foul creature living a quarantine, duped by a spell of love A grain of truth. It must be hidden in the legends, in the stories A final spark of hope. To walk away. I'll find you tonight - feel my desire A lady dressed in white - blood and fire The creature won't die - feel my desire And in the dead of night - hear the infernal choir I'm lost in a nightmare - I will free you from the curse you bear Blood's not the answer - Blood's the reason that I still walk this earth (solo: Rafahel) I'm falling to pieces - My love don't you dare to despair The death you're unfolding... - ... A hex you'll endure right by my side For the heinous maleficia of the mind and the flesh Clad in monstrous guise, ill fated vest never to undress A gigantic bear like head and tongue that flickers like flame A monster in a monster's skin, the true evidence of shame I'll find you tonight - feel my desire A lady dressed in white - blood and fire The creature won't die - feel my desire And in the dead of night - hear the infernal choir

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

(Lyrics: Damna) You wake up under pale skies, in a white and dragged dress Like a princess lost in melancholy in need of a caress With a bow I pay my reverence and invite you to bestir So please take my hand, I do demand to be my lady, I'll be your sir So here we are, we've vanished like two spirits in the fog The first place we will visit is a foul and crooked bog I'll take you away through lands of make believe Where wildest dreams come true If your skin will crawl don't be afraid of what you'll see now close your eyes and count to three - come to me... Where the trees have a face and they whisper And the wolves will be howling your name Where the spiders are not going to blister And the crows will sing loud this refrain The second place a meadow of the sweetest darkest taste Where all things dressed and naked can live without disgrace Three ugly witches gather with vicious sexual thoughts While the druids are glowering madly, sighing loud and smoking pots I'll take you away through lands of make believe Where wildest dreams come true If your skin will crawl don't be afraid of what you'll see now close your eyes and count to three - come to me... Where the trees have a face and they whisper And the wolves will be howling your name Where the spiders are not going to blister And the crows will sing loud this refrain (solos: Rafahel, Aydan) If your skin will crawl don't be afraid of the things you will see In this night, the fright will cease - and all uncertainties will fade And the wolves will be howling your name

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

(Lyrics: Aydan) As I was stepping unwary in bloom of youth Cast away into the shores of golden dawns Caressing fiery beasts inside my greedy chest I knelt before the emperor darkly dressed Illusionist - spells are meant to fool Psychologist - leveraging power Divinatory - over past and future Thirteen Odes Illusionist - to deceive wills to dogmas Psychologist - to influence the weak ones Divinatory - to apprehend the Magick arts As the golden key that fits the lock Of the hidden wooden door leading to the secret hidden yard I came to you with blazing winds, my dear To lead you to the way, 3 different paths to reach the Gathering Following tracks in the mud of integrity I was haunted by its ghostly entity The charming letters written with bloody ink Were the witching guide to those missing links Illusionist - spells are meant to fool Psychologist - leveraging power Divinatory - over past and future Thirteen Odes Illusionist - to deceive wills to dogmas Psychologist - to influence the weak ones Divinatory - to apprehend the Magick arts A Manual to prove all Supremacy A Sourcebook for evoking Spirits of the Forces of the Night A Grimoire to forebode ascendancy To actions and outcomes, to elevate your spirit high above (solo: Aydan) Power of wilt be the only notion to obey Essence of Magick, help me indoctrinating the breeds Nightly and witching Horus fellows hunting the prey Assemble the adepts to serve all My needs 3 Ways to Magick!

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

(Lyrics: Aydan) Devoid of life, lost and glum Silence devours flair, swears allegiance to its maids On the prowl of loneliness To geminate with harsh, fake resistance to my art Accept my soul Offer my toil to the poet's tears Caress my heart It's my black art to whisper in your ears Back to the days we embellished the rhymes Off to the gallery of my pains Embody the spirit, this art of mine Every verse speaks for a thousand strains Ornaments of agony Cut the wrists of our bond to reality Embrace in sighs and despair To connect the flames to the Oceans of my soul Accept my soul Offer my toil to the poet's tears Caress my heart It's my black art to whisper in your ears Back to the days we embellished the rhymes Off to the gallery of my pains Embody the spirit, this art of mine Every verse speaks for a thousand strains All screams and groans inside, not a single sigh A chest like a storm profound (roaring melancholy) Bring me out in shackles to the mercy of the might Hit me with your contempt, I'll rejoice and shine so bright Let me introduce my gloom to the deepest of your fears I want to cross your borders straight inside your winter, dear! Accept my soul Offer my toil to the poet's tears Caress my heart It's my black art to whisper in your ears

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

(Lyrics: Aydan, Damna) I'm slave to the arms of the Night and of the Shadows Caressed by the storms and the spines of wanton fantasies Filthy unutterable rites, of Pagan verity Adorned by magickal scars for the Ones who Believe, for the Ones who really Believe I raise a toast to the Gods of the Damned and Banned A chalice to those who betrayed the gilded throne Write of my journeys and fights back to back Sing of my deeds and my glories Hide all the things that are burning my heart Deep down devouring my Soul of Black Until I will confess and redeem to the last Arcane King A kingdom got fattened by greed, by vicious longings Luxury demons command on the prowl of your Vanity, look out for your enemies I raise a toast to the Gods of the Damned and Banned A chalice to those who betrayed the gilded throne I stand on the verge of malice - bless the hands of the wickedly pure the fingers of the glorified to the back of the eternally blamed Write of my journeys and fights back to back Sing of my deeds and my glories Hide all the things that are burning my heart Deep down devouring my Soul of Black Until I will confess and redeem to the last Arcane King Sing of my deeds and glories - As my remains repose Evocating Maleficium - Manuscript of death throes (solo: Rafahel, Aydan, Rafahel, Aydan) I stand on the verge of malice - blessed are the hands of the wickedly pure Pointed the fingers of the glorified to the backs of the eternally blamed I smell the blood of the reverenced with reluctance and disgust They'll find the answers of their holy land in the piss splattered on their graves Until I will redeem - to the Arcane King

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

(Lyrics: Aydan) Lost in memories of innocence I find myself amazed, trembling Directing glances to the setting sun, to the golden plain below The sea of green branches off the plain into an endless form of grace (mirroring the skies) I leave the legs twirling long the grade, into the dawn and beyond In the middle of the Green Sea laid my secret embrace The little piece of heaven roofed by branches was my own place My home, where I could dream and hide Now I'm leaving all behind, I summon the dawn light Inside, to become a new myself for one Day Leave my hands and let me go, I'm going with the flow Afar, where neverending fairies still live on I don't recall how I found myself in my realm on that summer night Scents of distant oceans and storms approaching from the deep skyline The aery figure emerged from the logs and spoke to me with bereavement (Live your final breath) I reflect my eyes into Her eyes, I cherished them one last time The pattern of the stars above was my final witness and judge That little piece of haven has engraved my name on the sky Below a dome of crimson lights Now I'm leaving all behind, I summon the dawn light Inside, to become a new myself for one Day Leave my hands and let me go, I'm going with the flow Afar, where neverending fairies still live on and on (solo: Aydan, Rafahel) Now that I left all behind, that secret kept inside It vanishes like the scent of a dreamy last night I have left celeste skies, like razor-cutting sighs Between stay and riding on the tides Blossom summer flames and fires or lost in foggy pyres Look back, the universe is just a fleck of dust blown away

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

(Lyrics: Damna) Here they come, the riders of hatred - A mounted host of ghostly horsemen of fright There they stood, when hell was created - A cavalcade into the dead of the night Run beneath the stars, it's the ride of ice and death As everything they touch dies hard Eyes of black and breath like smoke they crave for my desires They've chosen me to fill me with their ghastly sighs of fire Fast through the night the summon evil visions Nightmares and echoes of my past The wild hunt fills the air, like a cancer it's slowly feeding on my heart and beliefs Blowing out the light, colours and insight in me The wild hunt infects the air, like a worm it is slowly eating my wholeness, my spirit Hurting like a plague, slithering through the shades of my light - And I'm lost in the dark As they spew their foul dark spit over my skin My mind is filled with dreadful scenes As they take me to the places of my childhood's days I put at stake all my mistakes - thus I start to break Fast through the night the summon evil visions Nightmares and echoes of my past The wild hunt fills the air, like a cancer it's slowly feeding on my heart and beliefs Blowing out the light, colours and insight in me The wild hunt infects the air, like a worm it is slowly eating my wholeness, my spirit Hurting like a plague, slithering through the shades of my light - And I'm lost in the dark Here they come, the riders of hatred - The ancient cavaliers, the horsemen of fright There they stood, when hell was created - A cavalcade into the dead of the night At the court of the king of the wild hunt - I feel my spirit rot At the court of the king of the wild hunt - I feel my spirit die (solos: Aydan, Rafahel) The hounds of air often bark on a dark night On the heath and in the woods, or even at a crossroads Wod - the name of the Huntsman of the Wild on the ride of his return Yes the Wild Hunt has returned Forget the grins, I take leave of my remains As he throws me across his saddle. Ghost rider in the sky. Doomed by - the wild hunt Ill-omened cursed and wasted Gloomed by - the wild hunt The sky's now painted red I lie on my death bed Destined to resurrect and ride Under the banner of the gods of violence I'll be the dead of night

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025

(Lyrics: Aydan) I am floating on the edge of the dawn I am balancing at the borders of the Night Where the stars blow out Hear my distant calling - I am searching for you - I live at dawn, again I am dust carried by the wind I am shadows with no rays of light With blood to adore Hear my distant calling - I am searching for you - I live at dawn, again One day will I see the light of Day shining on my skin? Will I break out from this eternal Dark? One day will I undress of this cloak of Dusk on my back? Will I dissolve and turn to soil?

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

Have you seen? There is a hidden corner on these lands Where cold waits patiently Where, they say, the colour of the things is real Can’t you see? Take a sit down here and take a bowl of calamint tea It will keep you warm until the night is gone And time after time Fall arises, with all his leaves whirling in the sky The year is passing by Winter rises, bringing along a cloak full of cries Leaving all your memories far behind The night brings along four thorns of farewell Sitting down with my nightgown unsweetened goodbye, everlasting goodbye Do you believe? Every change of season memories Rain like a petals’ storm And the horizon line dividing right from wrong Come with me, If the silence is a torment and the wait wounds up your chest if the grandeur of these lands doesn’t heal your soul And mile after mile Spring arrives, and with it, sweet colours for a while Dawn is turning bright Summer rises, and bitter tears fall from your eyes, your eyes Leaving all your memories far behind The night brings along four thorns of farewell Sitting here with my nightgown unsweetened goodbye, everlasting goodbye When there is a voice recalling, when a whisper is resounding When a feather’s grazing you again, you start travelling with your mind When the flowers lose their blossoms, (the) colour of your face is withered Still your mind goes back to where you lived, to your little garden Look around, to all beauty here: your affections will shift day by day Leaving all your memories far behind The night brings along four thorns of farewell Sitting here with my nightgown unsweetened goodbye, everlasting goodbye

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

Understand, the weight of your words Some will fade away and some will last And they dig, haunting my peace of mind You'd might become my fallen idol A God repressed by a man now atheist and grey What I've found is just unreality Unwilling to comply with what you say A stroke with iron hand Alone I stand And what I heard that night, that crucifixion It stole my breath and got me beat Died again that very day I left without a trace On the edge that separates the sanity from what's beyond Died again that very day I left again without a trace An open breach, a leak that is bleeding desire An open breach, a man with a thorn in his hand Could curtains fall on both our thin eyes Staring at the shade that darkened that night And a fear started to grow inside I'd might become a wandering raven I know the tears that flow and the meanings inside Reading signs playing the strings of fate Unwilling to comply with what you say A stroke with iron hand Alone I stand And what I heard that night, that crucifixion It stole my breath and got me beat Died again that very day I left without a trace On the edge that separates the sanity from what's beyond Died again that very day I left again without a trace An open breach, a leak that is bleeding desire An open breach, a man with a thorn in his hand

Take a look at the new rules of this game Wicked laughters are feeding their fame Hearing the cries from the empty shells Unmoved they seem Hungry for turmoil and wedges Ivy-clad so that we can't see One peace at a time they steal Collecting memories Notch up another victory Upon our shoulders and true beliefs With wheedling words they reign So sweet is our decay Raise your voice Aim as high as they can't see Now you can say: "Speak your last word, speak your last word!" Born in the garden of overgrown madness We still search what remains of our lives Scattered pieces for their jigsaw puzzle Swapping destinies Whence so ever they derive their powers Where all hopes are misled and repressed Vowing to break from the hardest chains Tearless they seem Prophets of doom Playing god, how does it feel? The fate of Sky and Earth Awaits their sentence too Shattered we are Sold and bought in the Merchants' fair Beneath hard flesh it burns Beware of our hate! Aim as high as they can’t see Now you can say: “Speak your last word, speak your last word!” Born in the garden of overgrown madness We still search what remains of our lives Scattered pieces for their jigsaw puzzle Swapping destinies Raise your voice Aim as high as they can’t see Now you can say: “Speak your last word, speak your last word!” Born in the garden of overgrown madness We still search what remains of our lives Scattered pieces for their jigsaw puzzle Swapping destinies Born in the garden of overgrown madness We still search what remains of our lives Scattered pieces for their jigsaw puzzle Swapping destinies...

Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 08, 2025

Your bright enchanting smile Reminds me of the day when I learnt That nothing lasts forever And your goodwill's just another hoax of your kind Time and time again That feeling had got lost and ever since I've tried to understand the meaning of My inner self conviction, I lied to myself As we all know, time consumes our daily gladness That cannot last till the day after From this I will hide myself Skywards again, I search for my dimension People don't know how I am alive Experience has taught to count every singlе move Now I know I'm standing alone Stone aftеr stone I'm moulding my shelter I watch it grow with endless delight Carry me, carry me, all your devotion Deep in my heart to see my haven fall once again The lovely beeches told me to think for myself; To bury down the lies of other minds... and I know I cannot be last but first As we all know, time consumes our daily gladness That cannot last till the day after From this I will hide myself Myself Skywards again, I search for my dimension People don't know how I am alive Experience has taught to count every single move Now I know I'm standing alone Stone after stone I'm moulding my shelter I watch it grow with endless delight Carry me, carry me, all your devotion Deep in my heart to see my haven fall

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 06, 2026